Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

After she finished speaking, Father Rabbit shouted happily, "That's great, I want beef noodles, a big bowl!"

"I want beef noodles too!"

"I want spicy tripe noodles!"

In a nutshell, with so many toppings, the elders of her family fell in love with beef.

Just, let's do it!

As long as they are happy!

"Uncle Tang, you fry it first, and I'll cook some noodles."

"Go, we can take care of it!" Tang Zhen waved his hand, signaling her to rest assured.

So, Jian Yan led a group of non-human elders to the nearby awning, preparing to cook noodles for them.

The noodle stock is simmering on the stove, and there are bone broths, chicken broths, duck broths, and seafood broths.

Open the chopping board, and there is a box with rolls of ramen noodles.

She looked at the noodles inside, then looked back at the tables and chairs full of excitement and anticipation, and looked at Father Rabbit and the others over here.

For some reason, I suddenly felt that the burden on my shoulders was a bit heavy.

Jian Yan took out the ramen and cooked it, thinking silently.

Hey, let's concentrate on cooking the noodles.

Who let her have a group of super edible non-human elders!

The elders I recognize should be raised and pampered to the end even on their knees.

This is the legend that with great power comes great responsibility.

On her side, she concentrated on cooking the noodles. In front of Tang Zhen's oil pan, because the aroma overflowing was enough to make people crave, but because it's not time to start eating yet.

Except for Li Shaofeng and Ya Duo, the two shameless ran to get some food, and the big guys chose to be patient.

However, after seeing Father Rabbit and the others leave, this kind of patience couldn't hold on anymore.

So, Tang Zhen and the others came here after smelling the fragrance, and the soldiers, whose eyes were almost green, surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors tightly.

"Uncle Tang, please, give the child a meatball!"

The corporal, who was at the front of the queue, had a burly figure but a tender baby face, screaming pitifully.

As soon as he finished speaking, before Tang Zhen had time to refuse, the younger brothers and sisters who stretched their necks to smell the fragrance behind him shouted together.

"Brother Qiao, I'm not greedy, I don't need a share!

Just give me one!

Just one, you can’t lose money, you can’t be fooled, don’t you think so? "

"Uncle Zhou, the baby tells you, if you don't show mercy and give the baby a share, the baby will cry for you, really will cry!"

This group of embarrassing people will throw away all their face for a little food, and even trample on them.

It's just outrageous they're amazing.

They touched each other's eyes, and the three of them sighed and nodded, "Yes."

After they finished speaking, the group of people cheered happily, "Great, I want ten meatballs!"

"I want ten cakes!"

"I want ten of each!"

This is a ruthless person, and a very greedy and ruthless person.

When Tang Zhen and the others heard this, they wanted to help their foreheads.

It is impossible to have ten, and it is impossible to have ten in this life.

There are ten of them, what will the people in the back eat.

As a person holding a colander, Tang Zhen and the others naturally would not agree to their greedy request.

Instead, he announced forcefully, two large balls for each person, three medium-sized balls, and four small balls.

No matter the size of Youdunzi, there are two for one person, if there are too many.

"ah···"

As soon as these words came out, wailing was everywhere.

But they still happily lined up and led the meatballs and Youdunzi.

Less should be less, it is better to have a taste than to have nothing but to smell the fragrance.

That's enough.

One of the fighters took his share, squeezed out of the crowd and came to the end of the line again.